Within the fairy garden, three thousand fairylands were disintegrated and separated, and the heavenly palace above the nine heavens was also in catastrophe at this moment.

Yan Zhaoge walked between the palaces and pavilions of the Heavenly Palace, and everything he passed was razed to the ground!

The immortals who lived in the palaces were also wiped out in ashes.

A group of Xianting Tianzun looked at the brisk Yan Zhaoge, and their mouths were full of bitterness.

“There are only a few who can walk, so that the green mountains are not afraid that there is no firewood.” The year-old Tai Sui Tianzun Yin Jiao said helplessly.

Like them, even if you go to Daluo, if you lose the offering of the incense aspiration power, even if you don’t fall into the realm, it will lead to weakness.

It’s just that at this moment, the catastrophe is coming, and there are no eggs in the nest, but they can’t take care of so many.

“Difficult, difficult, difficult!” The Great Emperor Haotian Lu Yue looked stern and looked into the void.

There, more than one powerful breath is looming.

The authentic Taoist cuts down the fairy court, although only Yan Zhaoge is present at the moment, but there are more masters hiding in the periphery, laying a net of heaven and earth!

Da Luo strong, reclusive in the endless void, merged with the void, drifting with the void, it is difficult for the world to find.

However, how could Daomen Zhengzong easily let a group of fairy gardens and Da Luo Tianxian get out of it?

This time, we will kill Xian Ting!

The grievances that had been shattered in the past are to be cut off one by one, and now is the first step.

“Then you can’t just sit and wait for death, right? That’s how the Sanqing diaries came back then?” A lazy voice sounded.

Looking at the King of Great Meng Tianzun, the other Heavenly Venerates were silent.

Someone’s complexion changed a little when he heard the words “Three Qing Dynasty Biography”, but in the end it only turned into a sigh.

Lu Yue was about to speak, but saw Wang Guan, who was lazy as if unable to wake up, walked straight to meet Yan Zhaoge.

A moment ago, I said that I should try my best to escape, but at this moment, it seemed to be in the mouth of a tiger. Others couldn’t help being shocked when they saw it.

“Wang Daoyou should not be lucky, since my generation has gone this way, there is no possibility of changing the course!” Lu Yue shouted in a deep voice.

The Wang Guan yawned: “Brother Dao has been worrying too much. God wants me to wait for this tribulation today. I can’t avoid it. If that’s the case, why not be more calm? So that the other party will know that there are martyrs in my generation. ”

Ignoring the different expressions of Xianting Tianzun behind him, the sleepy-looking blue-shirted man walked towards Yan Zhaoge face to face.

Yan Zhaoge stopped and looked up and down Wang Guan: “I believe that there are martyrs in the outside world, but I originally thought that it should be among the young people with a low cultivation base, not a character like you.”

“It’s not that you question your mind and will, it’s that you, who are ascended to Da Luo, should have a deep understanding of the way you cultivate.”

Hearing the words of Yan Zhaoge, Wang Guan showed an indescribable look on his face.

His voice was tired: “Now he knows many things, but he has already embarked on this road before knowing it. As Dao brother Lu Yue said, my generation has no room for change and can only go all the way.”

“If you get through, then you can’t get through. It’s just like today.” Wang Guan smiled: “We only have two results: getting through and not getting through. We can’t choose not to leave.”

Yan Zhaoge asked faintly: “You are in Daluo, but you can only live by one yuan at most. If you go up, where can you go? I am afraid that you will need to be detached from the immeasurable Tianzun before you can continue to move forward, right?”

“It’s not’us’.” Wang Guan sighed leisurely: “It’s’I’, or any fellow daoist.”

Yan Zhaoge’s eyes flashed, while Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and other foreign gods reacted differently. Some looked calm and the expression remained unchanged.

“On the day of immeasurable Tianzun’s transcendence, sacrifice to all believers, including those who have been ascended to Da Luo in my life.” Wang Guan laughed again: “There will be only one exception, which will become the continuation of the Taoism, inherit the mantle of the Tianzun, and automatically enter the Taoist state. Reopening the fairy garden, rebuilding the world, and preaching again, this is a new beginning.”

“As for who this exception is, we all can’t tell right now, but it’s not necessarily who is the strongest, who can succeed, maybe it is the blessing of the gods, maybe it is decided in a word?”

Wang Guan shook his head.

When he talked with Yan Zhaoge, he didn’t avoid others, his voice came from afar, and then echoed in the fairy court.

But at this moment, it doesn’t matter.

Those thousands of worlds have their own ways and others to take care of.

And many foreign powerhouses were mostly wiped out by Yanzhao Ge.

From today, Xian Ting is destined to become history.

“Maybe it is the one with the strongest strength?” Yan Zhaoge looked at him, then at Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and others: “Bailian Pure Land is the same, right? So, maybe you are behind you. Someone, looking forward to your death with Qu Su in the first place?”

“Oh, no, it should be the last moment when you and Bailian Pure Land will separate the victory and defeat, and I hope you two will die together.” Yan Zhaoge looked at Wang Guan with amusement.

Wang Guan said wearily: “Looking at it now, it doesn’t matter anymore.”

He looked at Yan Zhaoge: “It’s like I’m taking the initiative to come to you now, or running away, it doesn’t make much difference.”

“This road, since I can’t choose not to go, I’ll go simply and neatly!”

The look of sleepiness and laziness on the face of the man in the green shirt suddenly disappeared, his eyes glowing like never before.

Around him, there seemed to be illusory mist.

The entire Xianting Tiangong, and even the heavens and fairyland, at this moment have become illusory and true, making people feel like falling into a dream.

At this moment, the strongest Luo under the seat of Immeasurable Tianzun of Xianting, the king of Tianzun Dameng, showed his strongest strength in his life.

“Compared with Qu Su’s last sword back then, it surpasses many Da Luo Tianxians of the Dao Sect of my generation.” Yan Zhao Ge was a little emotional, looking around at the mist surrounding him.

It seems like a dream world here.

The true and false, the false and the true, are all in the grasp of the king.

The real existence is here, the king turns it into a fake.

False existence, where the king turns it into reality.

The mist enveloped Xian Ting, Yan Zhaoge, and Lu Yue and others.

At this time, the other Da Luo Tianzun in Xian Ting also moved together, taking the opportunity to rush to each other.

The Yanzhao Ge’s escape method is exquisite, comparable to Yuncheng Wanlipeng, Yang Jian and others.

If there is no strong person to contain it, it will be difficult for others to run even if they want to.

As for whether Wang Guan can contain Yan Zhaoge, no one is sure, but he is already where everyone hopes.

Now everyone doesn’t care about the result of Wang Guan and Yan Zhaoge’s fight, they just flee with all their strength and do their best to keep their lives safe.

Whether or not it can break through the interception of other Sanqing ancestors in the periphery, it is not a matter for the outsiders to think about.

Escape from the Yanzhao singer is the most urgent task.

However, everyone has a cold back.

Because of a glance, it seems to fall on them through heavy fog!